A plastic-coated steel cable stretches taut across our elevated spacious deck.This clothesline’s meant to last longer than me and keep our drying clothes in check.I’ve altered it to ensure it does its job, though faced with mighty winds, ......UNLESS there is some failure of hangers, or of clothes pins with which our clothes are pinned........to it.

Today I watched as our hanging T-shirts put on a grand display; they tossed and turned like dervishes but did not blow away.And later when I’d brought the clothes indoors, after they were dry, I watched as three kinds of birds landed on the line, and then, off again, they did fly..........away.

Now I realize that there are umpteen topics for a poet or a man of imagination to dwell upon! Even this casual scene is turned into a subject of an absorbing poem! This is a very familiar sight, but never thought of writing a poem about it! Enjoyed! !(Report)Reply

not only in your place Bri Edwards, everywhere in the world where people use cloth lines to dry their clothes, instead of a dryer. 'Birds landed on the lines' Either your house is very quiet or have lots of food for them to lavish..Nice to read..(Report)Reply